The Cage

 

He clutched my heart,

held it as a possession,

while I realized it was the only

substance of keeping us there –

the togetherness beyond

the understanding

and disturbance in such obsession.

It was our lifeline

binding and supporting a mystery,

a lesson,

and a difficult experience.

Impatience and immaturity

called for the ecstasy

that would bring in high’s,

drugging and filling me

with such blinding addiction.

It wasn’t the moments,

nor the times,

or what the body desired,

craving over and over

to fill the emptiness

with sweet desperation.

It was a tight grip that secured

the chemistry in our question mark–

I was the mark and he was the period:

two souls joined in a falsified passion

but held apart by the reality

that this would never end in fairness.

To love so deeply requires

the loosing of one’s vulnerability,

entrusting the universe to take over

with easement.

Somewhere, somehow, I knew

it would never last

as he became my lungs

and I could no longer breathe

on my own.

Control and restraint

have no business

taking residence in such a union,

occupying a broken heart

and trying to repeat the same drama

of past manipulation.

He was the clutch that invited me to give

and I was the ground that supported

him to receive.

It was a mutual contract

between us:

I played the ailing patient,

he was the willing doctor

who would fix the damage,

trying to erase the existence

of any other man who had

explored my territory.

The moments were here and there.

At some point

the soul opened up, grew wings,

and flew out of the adorned cage

that he cautiously created for me.

Once freed,

the heart, wisdom, and spirit

found the freedom

that would never allow imprisonment

again…

it was then that divinity unlocked

the secret

that love is never contained,

or possessed

because it is all there is.

It is all there will ever be.

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9 thoughts on “The Cage

  1. Both entries today- very vulnerable and intense. I sense that all is well but I want to say take special care. Something was opened. I am honored to share…

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